In honor of St. Valentine's Day this week, I wanted to post a little story I wrote, inspired by what I believe to be the most romantic words one can hear:
I will wait for you...
(Especially as sung by Mumford & Sons in Wait For You, which so beautifully captures this notion)
I WILL WAIT FOR YOU
Jessica Maree Dudik
The little boy saw the little girl.And it was love at first sight.He loved her lacy socks.He loved her red hair ribbons.He loved the freckles on her nose.The little girl did not notice the boy.
“I will wait for you,” the little boy whispered to himself,
but really to her.
Time passed and still the boy loved the girl.He loved how she could hula hoop.He loved when she read aloud in class.He loved her laugh.But still the girl did not notice the boy.
“I will wait for you,” the boy said to himself, but
really to her.
Time passed and soon the boy was a young man, and still
the young man loved the young girl.He
loved the way she danced.He loved it
even more when she sang.He loved her
kind heart.And instead of waiting, he
decided to tell her.He told her all the
ways he loved her, always had and always would.And now the young girl noticed the young man.And it was love. And they were happy.
But all too soon, the young man had to leave.There was a war, and he was called to
serve.And the young girl said, “I will
wait for you.”
And she did.
And they wrote many love letters while they were apart.The boy reminded her of all the ways he loved
her, always had, always would.And they
promised, “I will wait for you.”
Months went by without any letters from the boy.And the girl’s heart ached.
“I will wait for you,” she whispered to the moon, but
really to him.
From his hospital bed, the boy begged the same moon, but
really the girl, “Wait for me.”
And when all the waiting was finally through, and the boy
and girl had found each other again, they were married.It was a grand celebration.And all the goodness and hardships of life
that followed were a great joy, because they had each other.And they had love.
And after many, many years passed and they were old and
gray with grown children of their own, the old man became ill.And he said to his wife, the love of his life
from the very first sight, “I will wait for you.”
"Have regular hours for work and play; make each day both useful and pleasant, and prove that you understand the worth of time by employing it well. Then youth will be delightful, old age will bring few regrets, and life will become a beautiful success."
I was so bummed out this Fall when Queen Anne Books closed its doors and went out of business. So imagine my surprise and delight to read in today's Seattle Times newspaper that it is reopening! With the perilous climate of today's book market, where even Barnes & Noble plans to close up many of its shops, I am thrilled to see a local, independent book store return to its former glory under the ownership of Judy and Krijn de Jonge and owner/store manager Janis Segress. Look for a grand reopening at its location on 1811 Queen Anne Ave the weekend of March 1st!
Big, humongous THANKS to the Seattle Public Library for making this goal possible!! Specifically the Northeast, University, Queen Anne, Montlake, Lake City, Green Lake, Greenwood, and Northgate Branches without which I could not have achieved the reading of so many wonderful books. Also Barnes & Noble! And Third Place Books, Ravenna! And Alphabet Soup!
So happy I could end with this beautiful picture book